BREAKING POINT The mansion was unusually silent that morning, as though it, too, feared what the day would bring. Olivia woke before dawn, her heart hammering, limbs heavy with tension, and eyes wide with a restlessness she could no longer suppress. The trap Nuel had woven around her and Ethan felt tighter than ever, suffocating, inescapable.She dressed carefully, her movements deliberate, rehearsed. Every rustle of fabric, every sound of shoes against marble floors, carried a dangerous weight. Even the smallest noise could betray them now.Ethan was already awake, standing near the edge of the garden. He didn’t look at her at first; his eyes were fixed on the soil where the burlap bag had once been buried, long ago. His posture was stiff, his jaw tight, radiating a tension that mirrored her own.“Olivia,” he said quietly when she approached, voice low, “he knows more than we think. Every day, every glance, every small action—it’s being cataloged. And today… today he’ll test us.”He
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